A/N: Okay, so I somehow got convinced to put up two chapters tonight, so here's the next one. Please enjoy it!

The whole ride back to the Palm Woods was quiet and awkward. Neither Geena nor Carlos was talking wile Logan tried to fill in the gaps with random conversation. When they pulled up in front of the building, Geena was the first one out, running into the lobby and up to apartment 2J, wiping tears from her auburn eyes. When she reached it, she fumbled for her key and unlocked the door, making a beeline for the girls' room. She slammed the door behind her, flopping on the bed, finally letting the tears fall.

"Geena?" There was a knock at the door. Josh. "Can I come in?" Geena didn't answer. She couldn't face him right now. He knocked again. She still ignored him. After his third time knocking, he gave up and opened the door, crossing the room to sit at the foot of Geena's bed.

"Geena," he said, laying a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" Geena sat up and looked into his concerned eyes, only to cry harder. He was so good to her and here she was, about to break his heart.

"Josh," she said, taking a deep breath. "I kissed Carlos."

To her surprise, he didn't get up and leave, repulsed by what she'd done or start yelling about how much he hated her. He just took her in his arms and held her while she cried, which was just what she needed. When she was cried out, she sat up and looked Josh in the eyes.

"Why aren't you mad at me?" she asked. "Why don't you hate me right now?"

"I could never hate you Geena," he said. "And I've known you and Carlos have always had something special. Something you and I would never share, as much as I wish otherwise."

"You're too good for me," Geena mumbled sadly.

"No, I'm not," Josh replied. "I'm just not the right person for you. As much as I wish it were me, it's Carlos. There's someone out there for me too. I just need to look a little harder."

Geena sniffed and looked at him again. "Thank you Josh." He enveloped her in a big hug and kissed her cheek one last time. "I'll always love you Geena," he said before giving her one last squeeze. Then he got up to leave the room. Not long after he left, Geena drifted into a peaceful slumber.

Carlos had entered the apartment about thirty minutes after the others had come back. He needed to cry and really didn't want the other guys to see him do it. He had sat in the dark by the pool for some time, thinking over everything that had happened. He figured he should probably apologize to Geena, because he had probably caused an issue with her and Josh. When he got into the apartment, he ignored the pairs of eyes watching him from the kitchen and went straight back to the girls' room. He quietly cracked open the door, just to reveal Geena and Josh embracing. He kissed her on the cheek and told her, 'I'll always love you Geena.' Carlos took a deep breath, trying not to slam the door as he headed to the boys room. When he got back, he was fuming. What was with this guy? Geena had kissed another guy and he was telling her he would always love her? That dude was just Mr. Freakin' Perfect. This was more than he could handle. He changed quickly into his pajamas and put in his headphones, turning the volume on his iPod all the way up, as if trying to blast the images out of his head. He let himself drift in and out of a restless sleep.

A few hours later, Geena awoke to a dark room. The three girls around her were sleeping. Te first thing she realized was that her hair was still sticky from the hairspray and her dress was still on. She got up quietly, grabbing her pajamas before making her way to the bathroom to shower. Once she'd seen herself in the mirror, she quickly jumped in eagerly, washing away all of the makeup and tears from the night before. Once she was done, feeling much better, she got in her pajamas. When she went back to lie in bed, her stomach growled loudly. She ignored it, thinking that once she was asleep it would all be gone, but the rumbling continued until she got up to get something to eat, worried she would wake the others. She padded to the kitchen to look for a snack.

"Couldn't sleep?" Geena jumped about a foot in the air and spun around at the voice. The light from the refrigerator illuminated Carlos' figure, sitting at the kitchen counter.

"Jeez you scared me!" she hissed.

"Sorry," he grumbled. Why did she have to come out here? He really didn't want to see her right now.

"Is something wrong?" she asked confusedly.

"I'll always love you Geena," Carlos grumbled in a lame imitation of Josh's voice. "How did that happen? How is he still with you? He's just too perfect."

"He is perfect isn't he?" Geena asked. "He's nice to everyone. He's so mature. He still loves me after I kissed you. It never ceases to amaze me." Carlos' response was a grumble through a drink of milk. "But…" Geena said. "Perfect isn't my type."

Carlos perked up at this. "Then what is your type?" I'll be that, he thought to himself.

Geena thought for a minute, coming over to the counter. "I like guys who can be themselves. Who aren't afraid to have fun and be silly and spontaneous. But most of all, I like singing, hockey playing superheroes named after space rocks who get milk mustaches at 2:30 in the morning," she said, reaching over with a napkin to wipe the milk off of Carlos' upper lip. "Those are the guys I just love."

Carlos' eyes widened to about the size of golf balls. "Did you just say…?"

"Yes Carlos," Geena said, kissing him once. "I just said that I love you."

"YES!" Carlos yelled, getting up from his seat and dancing around the kitchen. "YES YES YES!"

"Carlos," Geena giggled. "Calm down, some people are still sleeping!"

"I don't care!" Carlos exclaimed, picking her up and spinning her around. "You're finally mine!" He kissed her on the lips and she giggled. "Wait, you are mine right?"

"Yes you idiot!" Geena said.

"Good," Carlos said, kissing her again.

"What's going on in here?" Kendall asked sleepily, coming into the kitchen.

"Geena's my girlfriend," Carlos said.

"Oh that's cool," Kendall yawned. The two shrugged and kissed again. "But will you please not make out in our kitchen at three in the morning? It's just weird…" Kendall went back to the guys' room and the two laughed, too happy to care about anything else in the world. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.

A/N: Awww that went from sad to happy pretty fast! I originally had this written a different way, but then I started to type and thought of an amazing idea and now it's way better. So anyway, please review! I love reviews! :D